Chapter 211: Fear, Suppressing the Prison Dragon Village, Seal of the Gods

Only one person can survive between the Prison Dragon Village and Wei Fan.

Wei Fan's cruelty has long been known throughout the world. If he makes an enemy, he will destroy the entire family.

When it comes to brutality, the Dragon Prison Village is inferior to Wei Fan.

If you make an enemy with such a person, he will destroy you sooner or later if you don't kill him. With Wei Fan's evilness, now is the only chance to kill him. Otherwise, it may only take another ten days or half a month before they don't even have the qualifications to fight Wei Fan.

You have to know that it has only been more than two months since Wei Fan broke through to the Martial Master level. This period of time is not even enough for him to take a nap, but Wei Fan has forged his golden body four times and cultivated it into a seven-color golden body.

No one will have peace if such an enemy lives one more day, and even if they want to stop, Wei Fan probably won't agree.

Wu Qiulong roared, and the four leaders of the Prison Dragon Camp behind him took a step forward. The aura on their bodies began to circulate in a mysterious way. In an instant, the power of several people merged into one, and their aura became stronger.

This kind of battle formation is actually not mysterious, and every soldier in the Demon Suppression Division knows how to use it.

The most important thing about this kind of battle formation is that all the people forming the formation practice the same martial arts and trust each other.

If the skills are different from the same source, then any battle formation will be useless, as the conflict of power will only kill oneself.

This is also the reason why, under normal circumstances, each person can only practice one main technique. The power cultivated by different techniques is different. Having two kinds of power in the body is not only useless, but may also kill you due to the conflict of power.

"Dragon Prison Stick!"

Wu Qiulong shouted loudly and gathered the strength of the four Wu Zuns of the Prison Dragon Village. In an instant, a group of stick shadows were swept out. In a moment, the sky and the ground were full of stick shadows, and they surrounded and killed Wei Fan from all directions.

This was not the first time that Wei Fan had witnessed this unique skill of the Prison Dragon Village, but no matter who had used it before, its power was not as terrifying as when Wu Qiulong used it himself.

In addition, Wu Qiulong has now combined the strength of Meng Guangfeng and others, making this stick technique even more unfathomable.

The shadow of the stick had not yet closed, but the powerful aura was about to distort the golden light on his body.

"You look down on our Prison Dragon Village. What do you think the Prison Dragon Village relies on to dominate all the countries?"

It was not enough to just sweep out the stick shadows. Wu Qiulong and Meng Guangfeng quickly approached Wei Fan in a battle formation, intending to kill him in a short time.

Wei Fan raised his eyelids slightly: "Then why do you think I dare to kill Prison Dragon alone?"

A light flashed between his eyebrows, creating ripples, and he grabbed the Tiger Soul Blade in his hand.

He couldn't withstand this move by his own strength. Wu Qiulong, who had a four-color golden body and nine forgings, was stronger than him. Combined with the high-level martial arts magic weapons and the strength of Meng Guangfeng and others, he could hardly kill these people without the help of the Tiger Soul Sword.

With the infusion of true energy, the Tiger Soul Blade vibrated hummingly and began to emit a terrifying blade light. In an instant, an icy chill enveloped the surroundings.

Wu Qiulong's pupils shrank violently: "Top-notch divine weapon!"

Isn't Wei Fan's most powerful weapon a large cauldron made of Xuanhuang Stone? When did he get another top-notch martial arts weapon?

He thought to himself that this was not good. He had lived for nearly a thousand years and had a four-color nine-forged golden body before he was able to forge a high-level martial arts divine weapon. From this, one can imagine how rare top-level martial arts divine weapons are.

The power of a top-notch martial arts divine weapon is almost equivalent to having an additional martial arts master with a nine-forged golden body.

The most crucial thing is that the information about Wei Fan was wrong. Originally, it was rumored in the martial arts world that his weapon was a terrifying cauldron, and its power was almost equal to that of a primary martial arts master's divine weapon.

But now, it turned out to be a top-notch martial arts weapon that had never been heard of.

"Exactly!"

Wei Fan showed a mouthful of snow-white teeth, and the Tiger Soul Sword emitted an extremely sharp edge, and in an instant it turned into a size of two or three feet.

The next moment, Wei Fan swept the Tiger Soul Blade in a circle, and the shadows of sticks sweeping from all directions were cleared out in an instant. The power turned into its origin and returned to the heaven and earth, shaking the heaven and earth constantly.

"You can also try to see if my knife is sharp!"

A cold light flashed in Wei Fan's eyes, and the power of his will surged out like a hurricane.

Boom! He slashed with his sword, and the sky and the earth were shaking.

“Defense!”

Wu Qiulong roared, holding the big stick across his chest, the top martial arts weapon made him dare not be careless.

However, he found that after Wei Fan swung his sword, it seemed that nothing had been slashed out, and there was no sword light or sword energy.

"Oh no! This is the Heavenly Sword Canon of the Demon Suppression Division!"

The next moment he reacted and hurriedly looked up, only to see a huge blade light falling from the sky, cutting through the clouds, as if it was going to split the heaven and earth apart.

Before the blade could cut him, the terrifying edge made him feel a sting in his golden body, and his soul felt as if it was held back by the blade, and it was filled with chills.

"Pass the power to me!"

Wu Qiulong shouted loudly.

If he couldn't block this sword, he felt that he would die. Although they formed a large formation, Wei Fan, with the blessing of top-notch magic weapons, was even stronger than them.

With the power transmitted by Meng Guangfeng and others, Wu Qiulong's aura surged again. He poured all his power into the high-level Wu Zun magic weapon without hesitation, pushing the magic weapon's power to its maximum.

The next moment, the big stick expanded and stabbed towards the sword light that was slashing towards the sky.

The two collided, and sparks flew everywhere in an instant.

Boom! Wu Qiulong felt as if the big stick was holding up a heavy and boundless mountain. He and Meng Guangfeng fell down involuntarily. The recoil force made their faces flush and their bones and flesh were about to burst.

“Block it!”

Wu Qiulong roared, and the big stick continued to expand to resist the sword light, and the figures of several people barely stopped in mid-air.

"Have you forgotten me?"

Wei Fan used the Phantom Moon Body Technique, leaving a trail of afterimages in the air and instantly appeared next to the leader of the Dragon Prison Village.

"No……"

Amidst the shrill howls, a golden blade flashed, and the leader of the Dragon Prison Camp was split in half like firewood, and the two halves of the body fell powerlessly from the sky.

[Kill the leader of the Prison Dragon Village, gain 20,000 years of ordinary skills and 30 years of spiritual skills]

[Ordinary skill: 51000 years]

[Golden Body Skill: 160 Years]

Wu Qiulong and the others felt their scalps tingling and chills running down their spines.

This is the power of the top-level martial arts master's magic weapon. The golden body of a martial arts master that can be preserved for thousands of years was cut in an instant like tofu.

"You beast, when did Prison Dragon Village offend you that you want to kill so many of us!"

There was a dragon head with bloodshot eyes, breaking away from the battle formation and attacking Wei Fan.

"Asshole, come back!"

Wu Qiulong's expression changed drastically and he started cursing.

"You guys have been killing people and robbing people everywhere. I don't know how many people have died at the hands of the Dragon Prisoner Village over the years. Can't you bear it if I only killed a few people from your Dragon Prisoner Village?"

Wei Fan slashed with his sword, splitting the man and his Wu Zun magic weapon into two halves.

Anger can enhance Wu Zun's strength, but it is not enough to make up for the gap between him and Wei Fan.

[Kill the leader of the Prison Dragon Village, gain 20,000 years of ordinary power and 40 years of spiritual power]

[Ordinary skill: 71000 years]

[Golden Body Skill: 200 Years]

This man only unleashed forty years of golden body skills.

In fact, the martial masters of the Prison Dragon Village are only those with the third or fourth level of golden body forging, and are not very strong.

Originally, they had two martial masters with golden bodies seven or eight forgings, but because of Zhou Hu's involvement at Bi Bo Lake, they were blown to pieces by the mysterious woman with one palm each.

"Old Third, what the hell are you waiting for? Waiting for us to be killed by Wei Fan?"

Wu Qiulong's blood pressure surged, and in just a moment, only two of the four Wu Zun dragon heads that came out with him were left.

It's already this late, and the three idiots haven't activated the formation yet.

“Boom…”

As Wu Qiulong finished his words, the mountains and rivers below began to shake, and a village hidden among the mountains appeared.

The village is not big, about two or three thousand square meters, and there are not many people, even less than a hundred.

Of course, a bandit den like Prison Dragon Village, which specializes in robbing large sects, cannot accept just anyone like ordinary bandits do. Without the strength of a celestial martial artist, one is simply not qualified to become a member of Prison Dragon Village.

At this moment, a large seal was floating above the village, connected to the surrounding mountains and rivers as well as the people in the village, emitting a terrifying aura.

"Kill him!"

Wu Qiulong roared, and joined forces with the remaining two Wu Zunlong heads to kill Wei Fan.

At the same time, the big seal floated in the air, emitting a terrifying wave that struck over.

“Finally, they all appeared!”

Wei Fan's eyes flashed with an astonishing chill. His purpose in coming here today was to wipe out the Prison Dragon Village in one fell swoop.

Now that the main nest of the Prison Dragon Village has appeared, there is nothing to worry about.

The next moment, his figure disappeared from the spot without a trace.

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Wu Qiulong's pupils contracted: "Disappeared?"

"ah……"

A scream was heard behind him, and Wu Qiulong turned around hurriedly, only to see the disappeared Wei Fan appear behind him and split a dragon's head in half with one knife.

"brute!"

Wu Qiulong could no longer tell whether he was angry or afraid at the moment. He was extremely furious and hit Wei Fan with the big stick in his hand.

He didn't even notice how Wei Fan disappeared and reappeared, which means that if Wei Fan had targeted him just now, he would have been cut in half by the sword.

This terrifying movement, which appeared and disappeared like a ghost, made him extremely frightened.

However, when he swung the stick, he hit nothing and Wei Fan disappeared from his sight again.

The next moment, Wei Fan appeared behind the last martial arts leader, Meng Guangfeng, and killed Meng Guangfeng with one sword.

All of a sudden, the four Wu Zun dragon heads brought by Wu Qiulong died, leaving only him.

"escape!"

He was trembling all over, his teeth were chattering, the fear of death finally frightened this bandit leader, Wei Fan really went berserk, and launched a one-sided massacre against the martial arts masters.

"Why are you running away? You don't need the Tianpeng Body Cleansing Technique anymore. Didn't you say that only one of me and Prison Dragon Village can survive?"

Just as he turned around, Wei Fan's voice that made people feel like they were falling into an ice cellar rang in his ears, and a terrifying wave came.

Wu Qiulong tried his best to avoid it, and at the same time, the big stick swept behind him.

Phew!

A golden knife flashed, and although he avoided the vital points, one of his arms was cut off, and golden blood kept gushing out.

"snort……"

He couldn't help but let out a painful groan, his face was ashen, and his entire mind was completely shrouded in the shadow of death.

"What the hell are you doing, old man!"

He roared, knowing that running away would only kill him faster, so he simply turned around and used his remaining big hand to fight with Wei Fan.

"Boss, I can't lock onto him, he's too fast!"

The voice of the third elder of the Prison Dragon Village sounded. It was not that he did not try his best, but Wei Fan was so elusive that even Wu Qiulong was helpless. How could he lock on and attack Wei Fan?

The terrifying seal turned several circles in the void, shaking the sky, but it could not touch the corner of Wei Fan's clothes.

Wu Qiulong gritted his teeth, threw away the big stick in his hand and rushed towards Wei Fan: "Let's die together!"

He hugged Wei Fan.

But his eyes blurred and he found that he was holding nothing.

Boom! The next moment, the seal came crashing down, smashing his brain so hard that it splattered and nearly shattered his soul.

Wei Fan couldn't help but laugh: "This is what you call dying together!"

The third brother obviously made a wrong judgment. He didn't react and Wu Qiulong didn't hold Wei Fan's seal before it fell down and almost crushed Wu Qiulong to death.

He was also ruthless. Knowing he was doomed to die, he wanted to die together with Wei Fan. However, if Wei Fan didn't want him to get close to him, he would have no chance at all.

In mid-air, Wu Qiulong's body was shaking.

His head was smashed open by the seal. Although his soul was not shattered, it was also attacked by a force and he was unable to react for a long time.

The knife flashed, and Wei Fan split his soul into two, killing him completely.

"This seal seems a little different!"

He found that until his death, Wu Qiulong was in a dazed state, as if his soul had lost its perception of the outside world.

"This seal cannot be touched!"

Wu Qiulong was determined to hold on to him and die together with him, obviously believing that the seal could kill him.

[Kill Wu Qiulong, gain 20,000 years of ordinary power and 90 years of golden body power]

[Ordinary skill: 131000 years]

[Golden Body Skill: 350 Years]

The ordinary skill level suddenly exceeded 100,000 years, and the golden body skill level reached 350 years. It felt good to kill them all at once.

“Brother!”

Seeing that even Wu Qiulong was dead, the third brother of the Prison Dragon Village went crazy and controlled the seal to attack Wei Fan again.

The seal rapidly enlarged in the air, and in the blink of an eye it became as huge as a mountain, emitting an aura that suppressed one's soul, making Wei Fan feel that both his soul and his strength were not flowing smoothly.

This thing is indeed weird. It doesn't look like a Martial Master's Divine Weapon. Its aura is different from that of a Martial Master's Divine Weapon.

But no matter how weird it is, it's useless if you can't hit anyone.

The Human King Bell in his body flashed, immediately isolating the oppressive aura, and the circulation of his soul and strength immediately became smooth.

The next moment, his figure flashed and escaped from the suppression range of the seal.

Boom boom...

The big seal hit the top of a mountain, flattening the hill and burying it into the ground.

"How could you not be affected by the Seal of the Gods?"

The third one who controlled the seal showed an incredible look and was very surprised that Wei Fan had escaped the suppression of the seal.

He didn't use the power of the seal before because this power is indiscriminate suppression and will suppress Wu Qiulong as well. Unexpectedly, Wei Fan was not affected at all.

"The Seal of the Gods? It sounds very powerful!"

Wei Fan's figure flashed, and he descended from the sky before the seal returned, and slashed at the Dragon Prison Village in mid-air.

In an instant, a hundred-foot-long blade light appeared in the air and slashed down with unparalleled force.

"not good!"

“Run away!”

"The Dragon Prison Camp is finished!"

…

There were screams of terror in the Dragon Prison Village. Some people frantically poured their strength into the formation to reinforce the light curtain above the village, while others left their positions and fled frantically outside the formation.

(End of this chapter)